Photo-essay of December 25, 2021. The second Christmas since our beloved Ricky, Jr. made his departure to Heaven.
“We are trying to articulate ourselves again… We might decide to do something with our wounds… The wounds are not things to be cured all the time… Old ways reinscribe old patterns… A power is at work resuscitating the agency of grieving…”para’d from Bayo Akomolafe
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Christy Hyman 
Hello, I know it’s been a while since Ricky has passed but it’s taken me a while to reach out and try harder to contact his family. My name is Grace Gauthier and I was Ricky’s closest friend. We talked everyday and he told me all about you guys. He liked me a lot, I was his crush. He always told me how beautiful I was. He truly was such a kind soul. I miss him so much. And I just wanted to let you know that Ricky wasn’t alone…he had me.
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Thank you Grace for sharing how much Ricky meant to you and how much you meant to him. I recall a picture he drew of your name which he pasted on the wall of his room. I am glad you two were close friends.
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Hey, sorry for the late response. But thank you for telling me that. Is there a way I can message you privately? I want to open up to you about him if that’s ok? If not I understand completely.
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